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Hear Us

God of old women praying foreverfingers bent over quilts,Hear us.God of tired immigrants carrying trunks,looking for the promised landHear us.God of smooth-faced childrenopening door after door into tomorrowHear us.God of weary warriors, who want to go homewondering who is friend and who is enemyHear us.

Hear us.Hear our sighs too deep for words.Hear our cries for justice.Give us what we do not know we need.Tell us our names.Hold us.